Chapter 1220: Hundred Space Cracks

It is a pity that the primordial spirits who escaped from the three cultivators of the pill formation stage did not have any defense capabilities.
The black fog pervading the air, like the concentrated sulfuric acid poured, instantly eroded the soul, and the three light groups screamed like ghosts and wolves.
"what!!!"
Although these pervasive black mists would not allow the soul to quickly collapse and die, but the pain of soul refining made them unbearable.
Shen Lang's eyes were quick, and he stretched out one hand, and the magic weapon soul swallowing bottle appeared in his palm.
A white light appeared from the mouth of the bottle.
The three light groups flew towards the soul swallowing bottle instantly, almost without resistance, they were sucked away by the soul swallowing bottle.
The pretty face of Hua Zi Ling on the side was full of surprise, and Shen Lang had a magic weapon that could absorb the soul, which was almost unheard of.
After absorbing the primordial spirits of the three late stage cultivators, Shen Lang clearly felt that the soul power in the soul swallowing bottle was full, and he could call out the withered bone demon that had been sealed in the storage ring for a long time.
"Let's go, let's see what's going on there?" Shen Lang said.
Hua Ziling nodded.
The two walked towards the broken hall.
The hall was desolate all around, mud was splashed, there were pits everywhere, and there were a lot of traces of fighting.
When the three cultivators of the Alchemy Stage entered just now, they pushed open the entrance door of the hall, and Shen Lang and Hua Ziling could just see the scene inside.
The hall is small, only about a hundred square meters of space, and the interior is dark.
The two of them used spiritual eye skills, barely able to see the scene inside.
Inside is really an ancestral hall. In the center of the ancestral hall is a simple tribute table, enshrining three lacquered tablets, and a censer and tribute fruit plate next to it.
The most conspicuous thing is the tribute fruit plate, in which two golden fruits are placed.
The golden light of the fruit is shining, it is the Huiyang fruit.
"That golden fruit, is it the legendary Huiyang fruit?" Hua Ziling couldn't help but exclaimed.
"As you can see, it should be this thing." Shen Lang narrowed his eyes.
This time Yang Guo also had two of his own, so naturally he would not admit his mistake. The furnishings in this ancestral hall are exactly the same as those at the Xianyuan site, and Gongguo is also a Huiyang fruit.
As the only spirit fruit in this world that can prolong life for a hundred years, Huiyang fruit is too famous, and a Huiyang fruit can be exchanged for a top ancient treasure.
Hua Ziling's expression was extremely excited, she couldn't help but step forward to fetch the fruit.
"Stupid woman, don't act rashly!" Shen Lang immediately grabbed Hua Ziling's arm.
Hua Ziling immediately returned to his senses, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I've lost my mind."
Shen Lang snorted coldly, looked around inside the ancestral hall, frowning.
"how is this possible?"
The three late-stage pill formation cultivators who entered clearly before, even if there are restrictions inside the ancestral hall, there should be three corpses.
Except for the tribute table, there was nothing in the ancestral hall, and there was no shadow of a dead body at all.
Could it be possible that the three corpses disappeared out of thin air, or the restriction inside could instantly strangle the three corpses into powder?
The latter doesn't make sense. If the bans inside can really reach that level, the primordial spirits of the three elders won't be able to escape.
"Could it be?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up, thinking of a possibility.
"What do you know?" Seeing Shen Lang showing this expression, Hua Ziling asked curiously.
"In this ancestral hall, most of the space cracks exist." Shen Lang said quickly.
"What, a crack in space?" Hua Ziling's heart trembled, Shen Lang's imagination too rich, right?
But think about it, it's really possible.
There are many ways of existence of space cracks, which can be visible to the naked eye or invisible. There are even those that can float around and open and close by themselves.
Basically all spatial cracks are unstable. After accidentally encountering a crack and being sucked in, it will be instantly crushed into dregs by the chaotic space, which even Yuan Ying-period monks cannot resist.
There are only a few stable spatial cracks, which are equivalent to a spatial node. After entering that kind of stable space crack, it may be teleported to another place in this world, which is equivalent to space teleportation.
The reason why Shen Lang thinks of space cracks is mainly because he also encountered space cracks in the Xianyuan site, but that place was a stable space crack.
He judged that the three cultivators in the late stage of the formation of alchemy, after entering the ancestral hall, saw Huiyang Guo on the tribute table, was dazzled by joy, tried to get the fruit, and then strangled by the space crack, the original spirit barely escaped.
This will make sense.
In short, the three monks in the late stage of the formation of pill had no bodies, which greatly disappointed Shen Lang. He originally wanted to get trophies and ancient treasures from the three of them, but his calculations fell through.
Shen Lang glanced at the three tablets, which were engraved with a line of gilt gold lettering.
It says "Penglai Palace XX real person's spiritual position", this mode.
This should be the ancestral hall of the elders of the Penglai Palace, and there are space cracks, which is incredible.
As for the two Huiyang fruits on the tribute table, the value is extremely astonishing, far surpassing the trophies of the three Dan-consolidation period.
Shen Lang was still a little tangled with things like Huiyangguo. Although the value is extremely high, a cultivator like him dare not sell it, and Shen Lang is not short of lifespan, and Huiyang Guo is a bit tasteless to him.
Even so, Huiyang Guo is a top treasure, and Shen Lang still wants to get it. If he can break through the Nascent Soul Stage in the future and return to the Yang Fruit, then he will be much better mixed in the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Shen Lang, can we avoid the cracks in the space inside, can we get the Huiyang fruit?" Hua Ziling on the side immediately asked Shen Lang.
"Try it."
Shen Lang waved a single hand, and a sword of Qi condensed in front of him.
"Swish!"
Under the control of Shen Lang, Qi Jian slowly flew towards the ancestral hall.
"Shoo!"
A large number of Qi swords flew into the air, and they were sucked in by some space.
From the naked eye, there are hundreds of small spatial cracks in the ancestral hall!
The two of them couldn't help being dumbfounded, the defense was almost impervious to the wind, no wonder the three cultivators died instantly.
And these hundreds of spatial cracks are still moving around, but the speed of movement is relatively slow.
Shen Lang shot out thousands of Qi swords in succession, only to find out the specific position and moving direction of these spatial cracks.
This is not without the possibility of taking treasures, it is to pass through many spatial cracks at an extremely fast speed, and also to resist the suction of the cracks.
Of course Shen Lang himself did not dare to do this, but he thought of an idea.
He took out a coffin from the storage ring, untied the seal on it, opened the cover of the coffin, and inside lay a two-meter-high skeleton skeleton, which was like a spar, emitting a bright stream of light. It is the Withered Bone Demon.
Shen Lang then called out the soul swallowing bottle, a large amount of soul power poured into the skull of the withered bone demon. The Withered Bone Demon was awakened immediately, and two green lights appeared in his hollow eye sockets.
The awakened Withered Bone Demon's combat power is comparable to that of the monks in the late stage of Pill Consolidation, and Shen Lang can control extremely finely, just use this thing to retrieve the Yang Fruit.
Under the control of Shen Lang, the two-meter-high skeleton stood up from the coffin and walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall.